Creative genius.
Left the room.
No soon.
Too soon.
We thought the habit
Leached and drew.
A poisoned wound.
But none knew.
Just what the **** youd come to do.
You changed the world.
Accept it.
Your made for excellence.
Not second best and.
If your fed up.
Make your mind become.
A messenger of truth.
In place of critics. Fakes.
And jesters...
Blessed is the hunter.
Keep my brother safe. If he loves her.
Give them comfort.
Help. The studder in my veins.
Impart the arch Angel's gabriel. To lift me up n give their  wonders
Come from rumblings.
Of hunger.
In the den of Odin's offspring.
Give me. Glares of wildfire
Come from lightning
In the summer.
But make it known.
My throws of toxic body odours.
Are the keeper of the dungeons
Wonders.
My body. Reeks of *** and slumber.
Peek obsession.
Bleed the demons. That live under
Covers. While my stomach suffers.
**** it. I'm the last to know it...
It's a mass emotion.
I display the world. My joy devotion.
In Hope's I'll make it out
In fact. And grow a set of ****
You witless *****.
Your still the **** we know it